George watched, the very cute, drummer, perform with his band, George's eyes never leaving the drummer, he moved forward in his seat, in curiosity. Paying attention to the way, Ringo would play his drums, George could never understand why drummers weren't seen as important as other band players. He had met Ringo only a few days ago and during that time, Ringo had told him about how Rory had overlooked his talents and that broke George's heart.Just look at this man, banging those drums, sweat dripping and showing no signs of slowing down, his fantastic, George thought."Admit it, you have a crush" John teased, George turns over to look at him, looking rather embarrassed."Maybe I do" George admits, confidently."You need to be careful, George" Paul, warned."Why, so?" George asked, with a raised eyebrow."Because he is a bad boy and you know, what they say about bad boys?" Paul, asked."Oh, come on now, Ringo only wants to get you into his bed, his no good, George" said John."Why are you guys so negative?" George asked, sounding angry.John and Paul, didn't say anything, just giving George, a disapproving look."Look, I get that you guys might see, Ringo as trouble, but I have talked to him, his a sweet misunderstood soul" George replied."So because Ringo is trying to sweet talk you into bed, he is sweet and misunderstood? Get out of it, he has a bed out the back of the club, you will just be another one to the list who ends up sleeping in it" said John."You guys have got him all wrong, his not what people say he is, his sweet and who knows? maybe in time to come, he will be our drummer" said George.